To the wonderful human beings I call my children, I am sorry. And I love you. I am sorry that the world has reached such a state of disarray that the beautiful life you once led is no longer a safe option for you or any other child on this planet. I am sorry that … Continue reading To My Children: I am sorry. And I love you.
My proudest parenting moment happened when my oldest child was 2 1/2 years old. We were doing the weekly grocery shopping trip to feed 12 people and have made it through the store successfully, all that was left was to pay for the food. He started making requests for candy bars and things of that … Continue reading Our Mood is Our Kids Mood
 Once upon a time, me and my husband lived in a quaint little cabin tucked into the woods, off a dirt road, nestled amongst an apple and blueberry orchard. It was pure bliss tilling the land plant our own vegetable gardens, French press coffee every morning together, and the light filtering through the pine … Continue reading Transitioning to motherhood
I reevaluate my meditation practice from time to time. As I've shared in a previous post https://thehotmesshomestead.com/2019/07/27/meditation-and-motherhood/ I take one minute to however many minutes I have available each morning to do a small centering before I start my day. I have noticed a vast difference in how I greet the events of each day … Continue reading A Mothers Meditation for 2020
About eight months after my second child was born I was at a physical. We got to the questions surrounding my post natal health when I said "Ya know its weird, my feet havent unswollen yet." My primary looked at me with equal parts pitty and humor "Oh honey, if they haven't unswollen yet they … Continue reading Loving the Mom Bod
For those of you with children I am sure you have been in the position where you have been out in public with an out of control child. Or perhaps just unable to meet your own needs while slowly drowning beneath the children crawling all over you, getting their bodily fluids on you. There's no … Continue reading Help a Mother Out
I imagine a bit of historical context is needed here. The shame biscuit itself is nothing more than a McDonald's biscuit breakfast sandwich. There is no wrong or right constellation in which to consume your shame biscuit. I like mine with the square yellow "egg" and cheese. I skip the meat, when the shame biscuit … Continue reading The Evolution of The Shame Biscuit
So this morning, was one of those mornings. One child was screaming because the second child had touched her toy. The second child was screaming because she did not want to get dressed for the day. The third child had left his lunch box on the rock outside of the house even though it had … Continue reading Everything is OK
The other night,same as every other night, I lay with my daughter in bed to settle her for the evening. We had already read The Children of the Forrest (a classic by Elsa Beskow) and were laying together with our heads on the same pillow. I was stroking her hair and telling her what an … Continue reading Aging Gracefully?
I was visiting with a friend the other day who happened to mention how much she liked my last blog post. I sheepishly commented on the fact that while I had titled the post I never once even reference those exact words in the post itself, and then gave a litinany of excuses as to … Continue reading Multitasking Like a Father F*cker
